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Feng Liuyun's face reddened. This was such a disgrace, he thought that the number one genius in Dongfang Nation had never lost his composure like this before.
"Ehh … nothing's wrong. I'll wait outside, wait …" He brightly stepped back and bumped into Yan Wuzhan, who was standing behind him. That person's face was as dark as it could get.
"My sister is bathing, stay away from her!"
Unnormally, Feng Liuyun rubbed his nose that was hurt from being hit, stared at Yan Wuzhan and solemnly said a few words, then pushed him out. What a joke, could a person with Feng Family like him think about it overnight even if he was from a small country like Battle King?
"…"
Angry, Yan Wuzhan reached out and lifted his collar. Had this man forgotten whose territory this was and dared to tell him to go out and stay away from Ning'er?
"This King orders you to scram out of the palace immediately!"
After saying that, she threw him out. Of course, he also followed her out. What was going on with this person? He actually dared to stop her from seeing Ning'er. Madam Wang didn't even dare to say anything!
This was fun, Feng Liuyun was even angrier than him.
"Let me tell you, Yan Wuzhan, don't think that you can do whatever you want just because your martial arts are strong!" The people from my Feng Family are not people that you can casually lay your hands on, if not I will annihilate your Shan Nation! "
As he got up from the ground, he pointed at Yan Wuzhan and scolded him without fear. The anger in his eyes was clear, "You dare to bully my sister? No way!"
The two of them glared at each other at Dongfang Ning's door, unwilling to be outdone.
What exactly was the background of Feng Family?
This was what Yan Wuzhan wanted to know the most at the moment. There were no two people in the world who dared to talk to him like this. One was a scholar, and he was already disabled.
Feng Liuyun thought in his heart, Holy Maiden only appeared in Feng Family thousands of years ago, and the person who took up his position was somehow killed in the palace. This time, no matter what, he had to protect her well, so what if Battle King, as long as his sister disliked it, he would immediately kill her!
Their auras drew the attention of the servants. However, they were just watching. These two men were equally handsome and outstanding.
But now, it seemed as if there was something covering them. It was as if an invisible halo of light was revolving around them …
They stared at each other for an unknown period of time. This was a psychological battle, so intense that no one dared to look directly at them. The servants all lowered their heads, pretending not to see anything, then obediently returned to their positions, no longer daring to watch their masters fight.
The entire room was freezing cold, the servants were too scared to make a sound, their entire bodies were trembling in the corner. Who was this man? How did he have the same aura as Battle King? He clearly didn't know martial arts.
Yan Wuzhan was almost going to die from anger. If he knew earlier, he wouldn't have told him about Ning'er's relationship with him!
The two of them coldly glared at each other. For Ning'er's sake, neither of them was willing to admit defeat until a cold voice rang out from behind them:
"What are you guys doing? Duel? If you want to duel, then go to the courtyard!"
"Ning'er ~"
"Little sister ~"
The two men who were staring at each other finally shifted their gazes to the fairy-like woman.
In the middle of winter, Dongfang Ning’er wore a white fox fur coat. The soft and thin fur covered her slim body, revealing only a small face the size of a palm.
Her long hair had not dried yet and was spread over her shoulders. Her delicate and petite face was white with a tinge of red. It seemed as if her hair could be blown back at any moment, giving her an indescribably alluring look …
Yet, there was an indescribable estrangement from the world …
A combination of beauty and purity was actually perfectly displayed on the same person. The two men were dumbfounded. They cried out in a daze and stood still on the spot.
"You two have become fools?"
Dongfang Ning looked curiously at the two of them. One of them was Yan Wuzhan, while the other was only a few centimeters shorter than him. The young master who was at least 1.8 meters tall was Feng Liuyun.
"Is he possessed?"
"..."
"Yan Wuzhan, stay away from my sister."
"Feng Liuyun, Ning'er is mine. How many times have I said it?"
The two of them actually didn't answer Dongfang Ning. Instead, they rushed out of Dongfang Ning's room in tacit understanding and went into the yard to discuss the ownership of Dongfang Ning’er. However, this kind of discussion didn't seem to have a good result.
Dongfang Ning followed him out curiously. Why were these two so weird?
"If you guys have nothing to do, then just go play on the side and make the atmosphere seem like icebergs. Where is my mother? I want to go and see them!"
"Little sister, I'll accompany you!"
"Ning'er, I'll go with you!"
Both of them answered at the same time.
"…"
"Are you guys sick? When did Feng Liuyun become your sister? Yan Wuzhan, are you sick?" Say something you don't understand, and get out of the way! "
"Ning'er, the wind is blowing strongly outside!"
Yan Wuzhan naturally reached out his hand and took the beauty into his arms. He carefully dried her hair with his other hand. That skillful action stunned Feng Liuyun. Did she have feelings for him?
"Sister, I'm Feng Liuyun, just look at my eyes, you are the direct descendant of our Feng Family, you are my sister, don't you want to see your mother? Let's go together, Yan Wuzhan, don't touch my sister too often!"
Feng Liuyun said it in front but he didn't like Yan Wuzhan's actions after that. So what if she has feelings for you? She hasn't even gotten married. If you don't protect my sister's innocence, I'll protect her!
"…"
"Yan Wuzhan, is what he said true, my brother?"
"No, he's from the Dongfang Nation, how could he be your brother? Let's go."
"…"
"Yan Wuzhan, don't tell lies with your eyes wide open. Sister, we can bind her in our blood, don't be fooled by him. Since you two aren't married, you should separate and don't stick so tightly together. If we let others see this, won't it ruin my sister's innocence?"
Feng Liuyun was flustered and exasperated as he walked forward to separate the two. He pulled Dongfang Ning to the side and patted Yan Wuzhan's shoulder. As if Yan Wuzhan was very dirty, he successfully angered Yan Wuzhan with a disdainful expression.
Yan Wuzhan's habitual action
He picked up Feng Liuyun, who was about the same height as himself, and threw him behind him. Then, he went up to Dongfang Ning and picked her up and flew away. His voice came from the air:
"This King is too lazy to waste words with a fool like you!"
Feng Liuyun stood up without saying anything. This damned man!
He had taken his sister and used violence against him.
"Someone, bring me there!"
He did not know the way here, and since the palace was large, he did not want to waste time on it.
"Yan Wuzhan, he's my brother, how can you treat him like that? Put me down, I'm going to chat with him."
From their conversation, Dongfang Ning’er roughly understood what was going on. This Feng Liuyun was also a relative of hers. If not, Yan Wuzhan wouldn't just throw him to the ground, but kill him with one palm.